Curren$y & Harry Fraud – 1 LUV (Roll The Credits) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Curren$y & Harry Fraud collaborate on “1 LUV (Roll The Credits)”. Watch the video, stream, listen, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Harry Fraud.

Curren$y & Harry Fraud 1 Luv

The Director’s Cut is over and Curren$y and Harry Fraud are back with the visuals for album closer “1 Luv (Roll the Credits)”

Over one of the more understated beats on tape, Curren$y reflects on his career, where he started and where he’s at.

With just a simple Rhodes piano, a bass guitar, and a dusty drum loop, Fraud creates an immersive vibe that brings to mind a smoky waiting room for a swanky airline in the 80s. In other words, an ideal Curren$y beat.

Spitta is the king of the subtle flex and he never has to do much to set a vibe. The video finds him bumping a portable cassette player in the middle of his neighborhood, relaxing, showing off his Impala and smoking a bong in his Wraith.

Curren$y & Harry Fraud – 1 LUV (Roll The Credits) (prod. Harry Fraud)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Curren$y]
I don’t know what kind of Dr. Frankenstein shit happened
(East side all mine just like every time)
Technology

[Verse 1: Curren$y]
When the credits roll and it’s known who did what
You’ll see my name lit up, big as fuck
Acknowledgement for a lot of shit
Punchlines the critics didn’t get
Metaphors that they didn’t dig
Award shows we were never invited to sit
Red carpet photoshoots we never got a chance to rip
Ever since I ever been wrote East Side on my shit
Gotta represent anywhere I ever went
Trunk on my Chevy made it clear, candy painted
Dedicated to my time ’cause I love it here
Oh, this my year, everybody say the same thing
Only a few put effort forth to prove true what they claim
I’m one of them, mayne, strongest link in the chain
Me and my little bro do business plans of champagne
Television money hit a little different
Check for two episodes bought me five Bentley’s

[Verse 2: Curren$y]
Television money hit a nigga little different
Check for two episodes bought me five Bentley’s
Hopped up out that motherfucker smoking like a chimney
Hopped up out that motherfucker lit up like Christmas
Hopped up out that motherfucker attracting the bitches
It was unintentional really baby, I was just living
I can’t help it if she fell for me ’cause I was chillin’
While niggas stumble over one another tryna get with
I was thinking digits, always thinking bigger
Lemonade and liquor get it goin’ quicker
Swimming at the studio, one love, Mac Miller